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Holiday Cocktails That Will Get You on Santa’s Good List

Now that Canadian Thanksgiving has come and gone, I know that for a lot of people (myself included), it’s time to start thinking about the holiday season. From friendsmas get togethers to family meals, secret Santa to gift ideas, I know that I am getting more and more excited with each new day. In hopes of helping to get you in the holiday spirit with me if you aren’t already, I thought I would share a few cocktail recipes I’ll be making for my friends and family this year that is SURE to get me on Santa’s Nice List if I’m not already.

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If you could start over anywhere, where would it be?

I had an interesting appointment with my therapist recently where we were discussing my career, my love life, my sex life, and what I was doing for myself these days. After my birthday in October where I spent it in Toronto busying myself with work and surrounded by people that bring me joy, I got back to Ottawa and completely shut down for two weeks. I turned the world off proverbially, and most days I couldn’t even eat, let alone create content or write or look at my phone to respond to anyone.

Amid the session, I wanted to talk about that burnout and how I was carrying the heartbreak of accepting the life I knew and loved was coming to an end, and how much I am hurting. I also realized that I could look at it as an opportunity to start the life I wanted and deserved. It felt like I was finally clawing myself out from under the past nine months, and I actually took a very small sigh of relief while simultaneously allowing myself to cry as many big heavy tears as needed.

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11 11, make a wish

It’s been too long since I last signed in to touch base with you. Over the course of the last few months (or 2024 entirely, if I’m being honest) I’ve been struggling with the fact that as a writer who has always found strength in my words, I’ve been scared of them more than ever.

If I write them down and hit publish, they become real. They leave my overactive and often times catastrophizing mind. They express truths about my life that I am simultaneously embarrassed and ashamed of, sad for, angry at, and wishing were different.

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